The Mori household is currently booming with angry voices. It is located in the City of Arecia, four hundred eighty kilometers away from Hospisyo Estrella. It would take about nine to ten hours for Mori to reach his beloved hospital, but with Cassandra constantly watching over him, impossible would be an understatement.When he received the video Zackary made on his first interview with Gen, Mori feared the worst. He needed to get there fast. That morning, he reasoned with his wife again, but Cassandra was being unreasonable. Mori can feel the impending danger looming over Hospisyo Estrella and he needs to get there before it's too late. His reasons might be unreasonable, unproven and solely based on his own belief. Mori lit a cigar after Cassandra left his study. He always believed that the human mind is capable of limitless possibilities. Yet Genelyn Calderon's case toppled every fiber of sound reasoning.When he began his career, all he ever wanted was

The moon is full, its borrowed light seeped inside the window, leaving long thin strips of illumination, shedding a strange and vague clarity inside the room. The curtains swayed once in a while, creating a blanket of shadow over the floor. The night is cold, but the couch in which he sat and the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed gave a strange warmth inside him. It is their second night, the second time she asked him to stay watch. To protect her from what she feared. He was never one to compromise, but why is he here then?He has always been selfish, but the day she begged for his help, the day she brushed her lips on his made him feel alive, wanted and needed. Not in a way all the other women needed him, she needed him as a pillar, a wall, a protector. He crumbled, he agreed without thinking. What she managed to bring forth from within him is something powerful. It feels like the time he spent with her during her days of unconsciousness, talking to her, humming to her h

The sun sprayed its rays above Hospisyo Estrella, sending waves of light upon the threshold, illuminating every nook and cranny, but its occupants remains in the dark. Whispers can be heard in every corner, fear and tention consumed every soul.Zackary gave his orders, but his words are met by deaf ears, judging eyes and worried tones. He has no explanation, no sound reason to offer. What transpired inside Genelyn Calderon's room cannot be considered natural. Yes, Hospisyo Estrella is in the middle of a forest and in a high altitude. But when morning broke and Damien, along with Delfin informed him that the phenomenon happened specifically in Gen's room, that's when panic engulfed the entire hospital.He tried his best to find an acceptable explanation, but realizing that there was none, his last resort was to call Mori. He sent the video of his second session with Gen asking the old doctor for help.The video cam, miraculously was safe, not a single scratch was

Ninety-five kilometres from Hospisyo Estrella.The club is ringing with wild sexy music, women in skimpy clothing walked and danced without a care in the world. Drunk middle aged women have their eyes pinned on the left side of the bar, amused by the three men dancing on the stage, who are wearing nothing more but a tight and uncomfortable looking leather brief. Their body covered with glitter and oil, dancing and enticing them to throw money on their feet.Angus felt like bile and vomit were threatening to come out of his mouth. The three women surrounding him are old enough to be his grandmothers. But that didn't seem to deter them from running their hands on his legs, arms, chest and anywhere they can lay a hand on. At some point, one of them raised her hand towards his manhood and stroked it a bit which sent him on his feet, shocked and near unconsciousness.The old woman just laughed and commented on how newbies are the best. That fresh meat was always wort

The Hospital has seen darker days, but as Augustus Mori walked the Isle of his beloved building, he felt the tension mingling with fear floating dangerously in the air. No one said a word or raised any complaint upon his return but that in itself was bothering the veteran doctor.His pride as a man of science, logic and reason is hanging in the balance of Genelyn Calderon's case. It is not uncommon for someone like him to go beyond the realm of reason. Many philosophers and man of science delved into the unknown, risking their reputation. Yet, he cannot sum up the courage to take that leap. It's not because he is afraid. It's because he is risking his name. His name that will remain upon his death. His words, his research, they are the only testament of his existence and if he risks a stain, a tarnish a brand of doubt on it, what would become of his legacy? What would remain of the name he risked so much to build?But despite his internal battles. One thing remains abs